This is a lot of harvest.

And here... can actually collect 270 kilograms... but this place... is so bad...

If I send it to other fertile places in Liaodong to cultivate...will that be more?

This Liaodong... can also be planted like Hebei and Henan... like this?

Zhu Youjian couldn't help but look at the vast land in front of him, which was covered with countless heavy snow.

He became excited, then took a deep breath before saying, "You have to try the taste, hurry up... and go dry quickly, don't wait until it's dry. After drying, you have to make dough, and you have to try... Can you eat it?"

Yes... Although this thing looks similar to ordinary wheat, it grows darker after all.

Black looks not good.

But whether you can eat it is the most important question.

Someone has started to take action here.

At noon, finally... a black steamed cake was delivered to Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Everyone eats white noodles, but Gu is the first person to eat black noodles."

Of course, white flour is not really white, it is actually yellow. It is just a white flour. It is for other miscellaneous grains today. In the minds of ordinary people, white flour is the king of food and the highest-end existence in the chain of contempt.

At the moment, looking at the black face of the black bun in the middle of winter... Zhu Youjian did not hesitate and bit it while it was hot.

The taste... seems to be a little different from the white flour.

But...it really tastes like wheat.

It's fine grain...

At this moment... Zhu Youjian suddenly burst into tears and couldn't help saying, "The ancestors and sects are immortals."

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Chapter completed!